On Our Death Day

After it’s all gone
It’ll be so clear
There were hundreds of ways out
But only one way here
When the city’s a bone and desert
And the farms are poisoned dirt
You’ll start looking for answers
You’ll start looking where you hurt

Oh Mary
Is it too late?
Is every word an echo
Does every song fade?
Will you be standing
Under a black and silver sky
By my side
By the graves
On our death day

There’s a vulture with his head down
The captain’s butchering Gunga Din
He calls for darkness and darkness comes
Our fellow slaves invite it in
But not you my beloved
You’re all that’s good in this world
And while the night feels stuck and endless
The road’s half lit, the moon’s a pearl

Oh Mary
Is it too late?
Is every word an echo
Does every song fade?
Will you be standing
Under a black and silver sky
By my side
By the graves
On our death day

When all hope is gone
All that’s left is hope
It’s not absent from this song
Though my voice won’t tell you so
But why should I explain?
What’s been obvious and plain
You’re in every book ever written
All you’ve ever known were these chains

Oh but Mary
Is it too late?
Is every word an echo
Does every song fade?
Will you be standing
Under a black and silver sky
By my side
By the graves
On our death day